Chapter 1182: Poetry Program

With a dense and low drum beat, a huge phalanx composed of the last light point suddenly flashed out of the dark square, the low drum beat like thunder, the momentum was incomparable, and the 5,000-faced phalanx appeared in front of people, making everyone in the audience widen their eyes.

The audience at the scene, as well as hundreds of millions of people in front of the TV, saw clearly the flickering point of light below, which was the drum surface beaten by thousands of majestic men dressed in black......

Then, as the man with the drum slapped his hand on the bronze reel, the 5,000 men all smiled, raised their arms, leaned back 30 degrees, and began to shout over and over again, "It's fun to have friends from afar." ”~~

This familiar and ancient sentence, in this majestic music call, but with a majestic and amazing momentum, in the audience, many people were a little frightened.

Pol didn't know why, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Because in this way, it is not only to welcome the guests, but also to cheer on the ancient battlefield, and the performance list in their hands says that the first program is "Qin Zhijun".

Black is the color of Qin.

The 5,000 people in front of him, with a warm, passionate, black majesty, seemed to tell all the audience what the king of the sea was like in the ancient times of this country.

The on-site hosts of Europa, Xinou, Yuben and other countries all opened their mouths slightly and commented with the microphone:

"The performance was quite impressive...... But I doubt that it would be appropriate to put such an oppressive performance at the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, which promotes peace, and I think it would be more friendly to such an occasion. ”

"Amazing and somewhat frightening, Huaxia shows off their huge population. ”

"Can't imagine where they found so many actors. ”

Ren Na and Ji Qiaoqiao, but Director Xiong all held their heads high, quite proud in their hearts, what this opening ceremony wants is to take the lead!

The comments of the hosts from various countries were quickly suppressed by the sound of the reeds, and the phalanx began to change and flash, shining with huge numbers, and all the Chinese people in the audience were shouting and counting down together: "10~~!!9~~!!!8~~!7~~!6~~!!5......"

The magic and charm of many people shouting and chanting in unison makes many people marvel at their immobility, and the vocabulary in their brains dries up. Everything around was submerged in the dark night, only the numbers were constantly changing, and the drums were shining brightly, as if at this moment, only Huaxia Yanjing was shining with infinite light on the entire earth.

In the darkness, wandering with the sound of the guqin, suddenly a huge picture scroll unfolded below, and the moment the picture scroll appeared, everyone was a little surprised, including the reporters who had interviewed the previous rehearsal.

During the rehearsal, the scroll was laid on the ground, but at this time the scroll was standing in front of them, and they could even see the people behind them through the blank space...... This kind of light and shadow effect, how much did Huaxia cost!

It's too reluctant!

And the scene that shocked everyone even more has just begun, as the scroll opens, a naughty boy wearing Hanfu and a bun suddenly appears on the scroll, he is playful and cute, holding a brush, dancing to the sound of the leisurely guqin.

The clever and lovely boy danced with the ancient rhyme, natural, relaxed, freehand, only to see the tip of his pen flowing in the void scroll to draw ink, forming a square and beautiful Chinese characters: "Mu spring breeze and thinking flying, Ling Qiuyun and thinking mighty ~~~"

At the moment when the text appeared, the audience heard a slight sound of rain, turned their heads to look, a cloud above their heads was like a flower, blooming vigorously, and then the raindrops slipped out of the air, delicate and soft, they even felt that the skin was damp and wet, and they suddenly understood that this was spring rain, this is spring coming~~

"How did this happen......" Director Clay of the New European Sports Bureau, touching the wet rain on his face, closed his mouth in surprise.

"The eight screens below, plus the ring screen behind the audience, and a little bit of water spray. Director Xiong explained with a smile:

"This is Mr. Su's idea, I don't understand what kind of 4D movie concept it is. ”

Tsunoda next to him listened but didn't believe it: "Hollywood 3D movies haven't been made for so many years, where are there any 4D movies?"

Director Xiong shrugged his shoulders to show that he didn't care about this, but smiled:

"Director Jiao, you are also a big country in poetry, you must be able to understand the following performance~~"

The ancient poet played by the Chinese actor below appears in the picture scroll, and at the same time as the sound of poetry comes from the loudspeaker, the poem and the name of the poet continue to appear on the picture scroll composed of lights.

Those poems were very unfamiliar, and the names of the poets were far less pronounced than those of Su Shengren.

But listening to the leisurely poem "The bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspected to be frost on the ground", the children in the audience, although they don't know what homesickness is, their eyes are as clear and bright as moonlight, thoughtful.

The boys and girls in those seats listened to "spring sleep is not aware, and birds are heard everywhere", and their minds can't help but appear, just like the birds in early spring.

The middle-aged people who carried the family business on their shoulders smelled Li Shangyin's "spring silkworms are dead to the end, and the wax torch is gray and tears are beginning to dry." I can't help but feel nostalgic.

And when Tao Yuanming's sentence "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan" appeared, the idle life of the retired old people was sketched elegantly and vividly.

And for those who are in pain and despair, the sentence that emerges at the end of the picture scroll: "How sad can you be, it is just a river of spring water flowing eastward." And it was as if to tell them.

Compared with their own sorrows, will the vast sorrow and deep sorrow make their hearts a little lower and make everyone's hearts a little more open~?

The audience noticed the fairy-like boy on the huge painting tool, dancing with a brush in his hand and swaying different verses.

Now in the hazy fantasy of the light rain at this moment, it is completely the reproduction of the poem "The light rain in the heavenly street is moist and the rain is crisp, the grass color should be seen close but no, the most is the benefit of the spring of the year, and the smoke and willows are full of the imperial capital", in the hazy drizzle in front of him, the actors dressed in gorgeous Tang costumes appear on the stage, walking solemnly and slowly along both sides of the scroll, and the scenery in the air also dreams back, thousands of years ago, the Tang Dynasty was prosperous like a prosperous scene.

The audience follows the images in the light and shadow scroll as if they are shuttling on the wet bluestone road of Chang'an, but when they look up, they are looking up at the glorious scenery of the Tang Palace, which makes people's hearts surge.

In just an instant, all the people seemed to have returned to the Tang Dynasty, the most open and heroic era of China.

But many people feel that the scene of early spring, almost transparent green, is shallow, faint, hazy, this delicate and sultry pure color at the beginning of the sprout, is better than the vast beauty of the imperial city......